Drawing by Judith Wolfe


Two Poems

      Night Rain

      Stars eaten by clouds

      On lit-streets
      daggers of rain

      The moon is half
      rusted out

      At the traffic lights
      two people are hinged

      He wipes the rain
      like a windscreen wiper
      from her face

      Logbook Poem 1

      Logbook Poem 1 The afternoon is dizzy
      with heatstroke

      The sky has stripteased
      its clouds

      And littered with gulls wings

      Boulders squat strapless
      on the beach

      Sweating their rockpools

      Against the shore
      waves unzip their surf

      The skyline has lifted
      its hem

      To let a yacht
      sail through

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